Murz is an egoistic, self-centred, lazy twenty-five-year-old, who never got past that awkward preteen pimple-ridden phrase, nor the annoyingly accidental-prone of a five-year-old. *ouch! prick my finger on a keyboard*

Currently living in a mostly-uncharted little village north of Stuttgart, waiting for her Master study to finish itself. On the rare occasions that enough money is found sandwitched between thick wads of bills and receipts, Murk hightails it out of the rural Germany to visit more exotic places — preferably where civilisations thousands-year ago were living more prosperously than concrete-and-steel people are today.